Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Chu Xia gently stroked her bulging belly and replied, "The due date is still three months away."

Zhao Lanshan said with a smile: "Sister, please take good care of your pregnancy."

Chu Xia nodded with a smile, touched Lin Haoming's chubby little head, and asked, "Haoming, look, is the baby in my aunt's belly a brother or a sister?"

Little Haoming actually raised his chubby little hand, placed it on Chuxia's wrist that was stroking his little head, and took her pulse. In a childish but serious voice, he said:

"Aunt Xia's pulse is floating, slippery, and rapid. The Chi pulse is strong, like pressing a zither string, and the left Cun pulse is stronger than the right Cun pulse. The Pulse Secrets says 'the left indicates a boy, the right indicates a girl.' Aunt Xia is definitely pregnant with a little boy!"

Chu Xia's eyes widened after hearing this, and she exclaimed in amazement: "Oh my god, Haoming is so young, how come he can take pulses in traditional Chinese medicine? He can even quote classics and explain it clearly!"

Zhao Lanshan held her forehead with her hand and smiled bitterly, gently poking her son's chubby cheek with her fingertips. "This little fellow's bloodline has awakened his father's max-level [Traditional Chinese Medicine Master] skill. Before he could even finish his words, he's already become an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner who can diagnose and prescribe medicine for others."

Chu Xia covered her mouth and laughed, "The children of our Lin family really all possess extraordinary abilities and skills, each one is more powerful than the other."

Little Haoming proudly puffed out his round belly, wobbled his short legs, and said in a baby voice, "Traditional Chinese Medicine is a treasure left by our ancestors. We should learn it as early as possible!"

Chu Xia couldn't help but laugh and said, "Our little Haoming, even at the age of bedwetting, has already mastered the skills of traditional Chinese medicine!"

Lin Haoming tilted his head and stared at Chu Xia's belly, frowning as he added, "Has Aunt Xia been having trouble sleeping lately?"

Chu Xia nodded and replied, "Yes, Haoming can see that?"

Little Haoming actually replied like a grown-up, "Auntie Xia, you should soak your feet tonight, and then have Daddy massage your Baihui, Anmian, Shenmen, Zhaohai, Shenmai and other acupuncture points to help you fall asleep!"

"Oh my God! I can't imagine that these words were spoken by a two-year-old child." Chu Xia was so shocked that she covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Zhao Lanshan smiled and said, "I'm taking Haoming to the toy store. Sister Chuxia, you should go inside and rest. Mo'er brought back a pet snow wolf and a python from the Tang Dynasty. They won't bite, so don't scare them when you come in."

"Okay, I understand. Goodbye, Sister Lanshan!" Chuxia smiled slightly.

"Goodbye, Aunt Xia!" Little Haoming waved his chubby little hands.

"Goodbye Haoming. Next time, your aunt will buy you a toy gun." Chuxia waved with a smile.

"Great!" Little Haoming danced with joy.

After Zhao Lanshan left the villa courtyard, Chu Xia walked into the Lin family villa with her pregnant belly and saw Lin Lang sitting on the ground, playing with building blocks with his four lovely daughters.

A warm and happy parent-child scene appears before my eyes, and the sunlight shines into the room through the window, illuminating every corner.

Lin Lang accompanied the children gently, with a happy smile on his face.

He spoke to his daughters in a soft voice, his eyes filled with endless love.

Chuxia watched this scene, and a strong desire and longing surged in her heart.

She imagined that after her son was born, he would be able to integrate into this big family and enjoy such happy times.

She seemed to see herself holding the child and spending every happy moment with Lin Lang. The child's laughter echoed in the room, warming her heart.

Chuxia is looking forward to that day and becoming a mother as soon as possible.

"Honey, Chuxia is back from her parents' home." Huo Siyan reminded softly.

Gu Keqing, Han Zaiyin, Marry Yang and Ma Xiaofei turned around when they heard the voice and greeted Chuxia one after another.

Chu Xia responded politely, walked towards Lin Lang with a smile, and called out in a soft voice: "Husband."

Lin Lang put down the building blocks in his hand, stood up from the ground and walked over to Chu Xia. He stroked her pregnant belly and said softly, "Baby, is it hard in the second trimester?"

Chu Xia couldn't hide her happiness and replied, "Giving birth to a son for you is a happy thing, not hard at all."

Ma Xiaofei looked at Chuxia's pregnant belly and said with a smile, "Sister Chuxia, are you also pregnant with a boy?"

Chu Xia also looked at Ma Xiaofei's pregnant belly, and replied with a smile: "Xiao Haoming just checked my pulse and said that I'm pregnant with a boy."

Marry Yang exclaimed, "Uh...Haoming can already diagnose pulses with Traditional Chinese Medicine at such a young age?"

Gu Keqing smiled and said, "Haoming has inherited and awakened his father's max-level [National Medical Master] skill. He can be sure that if he diagnoses a baby boy, he will be right."

Ma Xiaofei covered her mouth and laughed, "Our Lin family's descendants are so young, but they all possess extraordinary abilities and skills. Won't they be even more powerful when they grow up?"

Huo Siyan held her baby son in her arms and said with a smile, "No matter how sunny the weather is outside, as soon as little Haochen starts crying, the weather suddenly changes and it starts raining. As soon as the crying stops, the rain stops and the sky clears up."

"I seriously suspect that this child's bloodline awakened his father's [Weather Summoning: Rain] skill as soon as he was born." Huo Siyan was speechless.

Marry Yang said with a smile: "It's so fun to have all these kids playing together, it's like a magical brawl.

Ma Xiaofei gently stroked her belly, looking forward to the birth of her baby more and more.

Lin Lang shrugged and said with a look of melancholy, "Our Lin family's children can no longer attend ordinary kindergartens and schools. This shocks the entire school."

Chu Xia approached Huo Siyan and said, "Come, let me hold little Haochen and feel what it's like to be a mother in advance."

Huo Siyan carefully handed her son to Chuxia. Little Haochen was like a small heater, chubby and warm. He was so adorable in Chuxia's arms.

Chu Xia gently rocked little Haochen in her arms, poked his chubby cheeks with her fingertips, and coaxed, "Little darling, smile for your auntie~"

Little Haochen stared at Chuxia with his big black eyes, and suddenly he opened his toothless mouth and giggled. Saliva slid down the corners of his mouth, leaving a small mark on the swaddling clothes.

"Oh, our Haochen's smile is sweeter than honey!" Chuxia couldn't help but lean over and kiss his soft forehead. Little Haochen laughed even more happily, and his two little hands like lotus roots waved wildly in the air.

Just when she was having fun, Chu Xia suddenly wrinkled her nose and couldn't help laughing: "Oh, Haochen seems to have pooped, hehe!"

The room erupted in laughter. Gu Keqing clutched her stomach and joked, "Our little rain god not only knows how to summon weather, he's even learned 'biochemical attacks'!"

Han Jae-in smiled and said, "It's okay, Haochen is wearing a diaper."

Huo Siyan took her son, feeling both amused and helpless. The familiar scent lingered around her nose, and she couldn't help but smile and said, "I'll take Haochen back and just change his diaper. It's a good time to give him a bath so he can come out and play smelling good!"

Little Haochen was still sticking out his tongue in confusion, completely unaware that he had just "created" a little farce.

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Huo Siyan carried her son into the room.

Chuxia looked at the backs of Huo Siyan and her son, and gently stroked her pregnant belly, as if she could already hear the giggling of her future baby, interweaving with the joyful sounds in the house into a warm melody.

At this moment, the lobby on the first floor of the villa suddenly became foggy, and it looked like a fairyland.

Marry Yang's eyes widened, and she pointed at the gradually spreading fog, her voice filled with panic: "What's going on? Where did the fog come from? Why is it getting thicker?"

She hurriedly took a half step back, and the ends of her hair were already covered with fine water droplets.

Ma Xiaofei subconsciously protected her stomach and cast a pleading look at Lin Lang: "Hubby, think of a solution quickly! This mist is chilly, what's going on?"

Before he could finish his words, a "whoosh" sound suddenly came from the fog, scaring everyone into crying out in unison.

A cute little boy jumped out holding a plastic golden hoop, his chubby cheeks flushed red, and his black grape-like eyes were full of spirit.

"Ha! Dad, are you afraid of my somersault cloud?"

The wind created by the golden hoop swept across Marry Yang's skirt, startling her and making her jump back again.

Lin Lang stared at Lin Haoxuan, who was covered in milk stains. His ears caught Li Meng's scolding through the mist: "Son, don't make the house a mess as soon as you wake up. Mom can't even find you!"

After hearing this, Lin Lang's mouth corners unconsciously rose.

It turned out that the little boy who appeared in the mist holding a plastic golden cudgel was his and Li Meng's son Lin Haoxuan.

He squatted down and opened his arms, letting little Haoxuan crash into his arms with a "bang", his chubby little hands still tightly grasping the golden hoop stick: "Oh my little Monkey King, this somersault cloud has even flipped into the living room!"

"I am Sun Wukong, and my father is Zhu Bajie!" Little Haoxuan smiled so hard that his two baby teeth were exposed, and his saliva dripped down his chin.

"My dad is Zhu Bajie, so who is my mom?" Lin Lang deliberately pinched his nose and imitated the squeal of a pig, making little Haoxuan giggle.

Little Haoxuan replied in a baby voice: "Mom is the White Bone Demon!"

"Haha..." Everyone laughed after hearing this.

The fog gradually dissipated, and Li Meng walked on the floor wet with moisture.

She put her hands on her hips and poked her son's belly: "You are so good, you think your mother is a monster when you wake up!" As she said that, she suddenly reached out to tickle him. Little Haoxuan giggled and burrowed into Lin Lang's arms, and the golden cudgel fell to the ground with a "clack".

Marry Yang bent down to pick up the toy golden hoop and handed it to Xiao Haoxuan. She couldn't help but smile and sighed: "The daily life of our Lin family is more exciting than a fantasy movie."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Haoxuan suddenly broke free from Lin Lang's arms, threw himself barefoot onto the floor, and started playing with the plastic golden cudgel in his hand in a very professional manner.

"Dad, do you think I'm awesome?"

Lin Haoxuan, who was only two years old, had actually awakened Lin Lang's full-level [Cold Weapon Mastery] skill through his bloodline. At the age of wearing diapers, he performed a set of Wulang Bagua stick techniques.

Chuxia smiled and protected her stomach as she hid backward, but was amused by Xiao Haoxuan's stick skills.

Lin Lang kept his mouth open for a long time, watching Xiao Haoxuan get into position and wave the plastic golden cudgel in his hand with great vigor.

The two-year-old child's small body was as nimble as a monkey. He suddenly jumped into the air and chopped the stick, and the shadow of the stick made a sound of breaking through the air.

Suddenly he lowered his body and swept sideways, touching the ground with his toes and spinning 360 degrees. The essence of Wulang Bagua Stick was hidden in his teasing and plucking.

The plastic stick seemed to have become a real magic weapon in Xiao Haoxuan's hands. The transition between offense and defense was so natural that everyone was so shocked that they held their breath.

Marry Yang looked at the swaying shadows of the stick and exclaimed, "Is this really a two-year-old's stick technique? It's even more powerful than a martial arts champion!"

Ma Xiaofei covered her mouth and took a half step back, fearing that the wind from the stick would sweep her away. She stared at Xiao Haoxuan's smooth and flowing stick technique with wide eyes and muttered, "Isn't this bloodline awakening too exaggerated?"